Shhh. Nobody mention the poultry.

“Do you prefer to talk, text message, or a different communication method?”

For someone who writes a lot ( when not distracted by the soul-sucking lure of all things that are “Facebook games”) I’m not actually that chatty.

Sure, I can waffle on if I’m in that sort of mood or particularly agitated. For example, it’s probably best not to mention chickens if you want to get a word in edgeways. I feel the itch to sidetrack into my usual poultry-inspired rant just typing out the word, but I’ll spare you this time.

So, given a choice between text or talking I would choose silence. I’m a listener, a people-watcher. I often know more about folk by keeping my trap shut and my eyes open than they know themselves. It’s not like I have nothing to say. I have opinions, viewpoints and ideas, but given the opportunity I want to know yours first.

[ hmm. still thinking about those chickens.]

I used to spend a lot of time on the phone. In fact, I was one of those annoying telesales people, for which I feel I still have a huge karmic debt to pay, despite it being 20 years ago. It wasn’t me though, and every day I’d put on my headset and sit dreaming about

[chickens. chickens. chickens!!!!!!]

a more meaningful and creative career.

I really ought to get round to that. After all, I’m no spring chi…. ARGH !!!!